Chapter 1493: Meeting on a Narrow Road 4
That piece of red wool is so beautiful. Wu Zhanling's daughter has never seen such beautiful material.
The red and blue plaid she was wearing was a rare and precious item. It was bought from Shanghai No. 1 Department Store and was also the most fashionable style in Shanghai. However, it immediately fell behind the bright red woolen cloth. There was a world of difference between them.
When Du Juan saw Feng Qingxue's face and heard what she said, she knew she was not simple. She frowned slightly and said, "Zhan Ling, what are you standing there for? Don't let Jiaojiao follow you."
Wu Zhanling pulled her daughter Du Jiaojiao back before Du Juan could remind her.
"Grandma!" Du Jiaojiao stomped her feet in anger.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Go find out who she is, and your grandfather and I will go to their house in person to ask for her. I don't believe that their family won't give your grandfather face!" Du Juan said confidently. Ever since her husband became the Minister of Foreign Affairs three years ago, she has been enjoying a life of being the center of attention, and no one would fail to give her face.
Du Jiaojiao's expression softened a little, "Grandma, you keep your word. That piece of material is really beautiful."
"Get out of here, you idiot. I'm your sister-in-law. An elder sister-in-law is like a mother. How can you treat your mother like this? What's wrong with me using my food coupons to buy things? Do I want to leave them for you to eat out every day?"
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Ten overseas remittance coupons can buy 200 kilograms of grain and 30 kilograms of oil.
"Are you still buying?" The salesperson took out the fabric. It was bright red, exactly the same as the one Feng Qingxue bought. "This material is not cheap. It costs at least fifty or sixty dollars to make a coat."
The middle-aged woman was furious. "What do you mean by stealing? Watch your mouth!"
"Of course I keep my word." Because her son and daughter-in-law didn't allow her to take care of their grandson, Du Juan loved her granddaughter especially. Another reason was that her son-in-law Du Jianguo had the same surname as her, which made them feel even closer.
"These are my food coupons! You have your own food supply, why are you stealing mine?"
Du Juan said gloomily, "Buy, buy four feet!"
The cloth salesman said weakly, "I have a piece of bright red wool here!"
Although it was not early in the morning, the line outside the grain store was still very long. Everyone was holding containers of grain. Because the weather was very cold, many people with thin clothes stamped their feet on the spot to keep warm.
After hearing what the salesperson said, the salesperson selling ready-made clothes next to him burst out laughing.
Although it was an imported product and the quantity was small, the amount allocated to this Friendship Store was very limited, and two pieces were taken away by someone with connections, but there was not just one piece of material.
Feng Qingxue leaned over and saw a very tall and thin man tightly holding the food coupons he had snatched from the middle-aged woman.
Without going into how the three of them paid for the coupons, Feng Qingxue and her two daughters had already left the Friendship Store. Feng Qingxue went straight to the grain and oil store to queue up, and asked the two children to take the things they bought home and bring back grain bags and oil barrels.
The faces of Du Juan and Wu Zhanling, mother and daughter, suddenly turned pale and blue, looking extremely ugly.
Feng Qingxue was following behind, when she suddenly heard a quarrel coming from the front, a male voice and a female voice.
The man, who was in his thirties, said word for word, "You took advantage of me when I was drunk and stole the food coupons issued by the factory from me. You are a thief if you take them without asking!"
"That's because I don't want to see you being extravagant and eating out every day!" The middle-aged woman argued, "The food I bought can be eaten by the whole family. It's not like I won't give it to you!"
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When people heard that the man ate out every day, many of them started pointing fingers.
. . . Something unexpected happened at home. I wrote more than 8,000 words before going to the hospital but didn’t have time to edit or post them. But I just added some content, so I can only update a little bit now, and I will continue to update in the evening. I apologize profusely.
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